Proletariate Meth Amphetamines
Scum of the earth
Is that all you're f..cking worth?
Deep fried your brains
Just to eat them again
You grind your face off
You don't know when to stop
When you're dead to the land?
Maybe when you're buried in quicksand
Meth Amphetamines
I'm not so proud
Of how you get your kicks
Being a f..cking waste
Is how this shit sticks
Your private companion
I've got no acceptance
For the meth-amphetamines
You do every weekend
Meth Amphetamines
